Note to reader: The following post is ONLY about me venting about my own personal experience and past nothing more nothing less. Everyone who has a disability handles it differently I speak for no one other than myself.
Dear reader I was talking to uncle Danny’s daughter and she was talking to me on FB messaging about her version of my past(they haven’t been close to my family for years, I.E. my dad, grandma(Nana), brother and sister).
I told her my version of what happened to me in my life. I know that I made the decision to get my education rather than go to physical therapy because when I was in school(Middle school and High school) they didn’t want to pay for me to have a person help me with my classes(my dad couldn’t fight for me because he had to work and my mom wasn’t around) so my grades suffered because I couldn’t be at two places at once.
I personally made the decision in 6th grade to go for my education rather than physically therapy.
I don’t regret it at all. I busted my ass to get a “normal” high school diploma. I graduated from the same high school that my dad, brother, and sister all graduated from.
I put ’04 in a lot of my online names because I am personally so proud of the fact that I graduated.
My Cerebral Palsy(CP) will never ever define me as a person. I will always find a way to achieve my dreams and yes that means that I have to find ways around certain things because of my chair however I am for the most part a happy person.
I know that my family has done everything that they could for me. Just because I am in a chair doesn’t mean I am broken. I stand behind all of my choices.